Chapter 430

"Young lady!" When the two doctors saw that Xia Yihan was coming, they called respectfully. They don't usually have meetings with their servants, so they don't know that they are not allowed to call Xia Yihan's wife any more. Xia Yihan explains with a smile, "don't call me that in the future. I'm still a servant here. Just call me Yihan."

They noticed the maid uniform she was wearing. The two doctors looked at each other, but said nothing more.

Dr. Hao's face has the color of guilt. From the moment he knew that song wanting came back with a big stomach, he felt extremely guilty.

At this time, when he saw that Xia Yihan was demoted, he knew that it was caused by song wanting. He was even more ashamed, and even some did not dare to look directly at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan doesn't know that song wanting's pregnancy is related to Dr. Hao, but she knows that song wanting must have used some threatening means behind her, otherwise Dr. Hao would not have done that.

She doesn't blame him. After all, he has parents and children. Who can resist the threat?

"Dr. Hao, I want to ask if Mr. Ye refuses to use the medicine? Is he badly hurt? " Xia Yihan asked softly.

If Mr. Ye treats her like this, can she still care about Mr. Ye so much? Can the two doctors not be moved?

When she asked, Dr. Hao felt even more guilty, but he could not compensate her. He could only respectfully answer her question: "Mr. Ye's injury is a skin injury, not serious, but the pain must be painful. He won't take the medicine. I'm afraid it's going to hurt for a while

"Do you have any medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis? Can you give me some, I think... "

"Good!" Doctor Hao didn't wait for Xia Yihan to finish his words, so he agreed. He went into the pharmacy and took a bottle of medicine oil to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

"This kind of Wanhua oil is a recipe handed down by my family. It's very useful. Just apply it on the outside." Doctor Hao said.

"Thank you! Dr. Hao Xia Yihan said with a smile and reached for it.

After lunch, ye Zimo will have a lunch break, which is his work and rest habits.

Even if he doesn't have a lunch break, he'll be in the bedroom. After lunch break, he usually changes his clothes once. In the past, when Xia Yihan took charge of his clothes, he was supposed to deliver his clothes on time at two o'clock in the afternoon.

She put Wanhua oil in the pocket of the maid's uniform apron, went to his cloakroom and picked out a suit for him for the afternoon.

Now she can only see him alone when she gives him clothes, which is precious to her.

Knock on Ye Zimo's door, hear him sink a voice into a word, think of, her lips slightly bent.

What a familiar scene, what a familiar voice. She likes to hear his voice.

Twist open the door to go in, with her people stop at the door, she closed the door, see ye Zimo is sitting in front of the computer, click off, action seems to be a little urgent.

Ye Zimo is watching the monitoring on the computer. She comes all the way from the servant area. He is looking at her and knows that she is coming. At this moment, he didn't look back on purpose. He wanted to see her, but he wanted her to stay in his bedroom a little longer. When she left, there might be more of her in the air.

"This is the dress for you, Mr. Ye." Xia Yihan trembled and said, walking towards him step by step.

Although she was ready to bear, when she faced him alone, she still longed for him not to speak coldly.

She longed for him to give her a gentle look, even one.

She put his clothes on the bed, and when she came to him, she put Wanhua oil on his computer desk.

He turned the computer chair, looked at her and said in a cold voice, "take it away!"

"If I don't take it away, don't think that if you are beaten or hurt, I will feel comfortable. I don't feel well. I just feel bad. " She looked at him calmly and said stubbornly.

Ye Zimo glanced at the small Wanhua oil and moved it manually.

He didn't say any taunts, no!

He can't always hurt her, can he?

Xia Yihan reaches for the Wanhua oil, opens the bottle cap and pours the oil on his hand. Whether he opposes it or not, he reaches out his index finger and gently touches the bruised area on his cheek.

Of course, he can hide, but he can't hide any more. He can't be hard hearted. He just looked at her gentle action with burning eyes. Their eyes collided in the air. She loved him so much, so tender that his heart would be broken.

Baby, why are you so stupid, he sighed again. His arm is very close to her. As long as he stretches forward, he can take her into his arms. He closes his eyes and doesn't look at her. His brow shakes slightly.

"Does it hurt?" She asked nervously.

He shook his head.

He doesn't hurt at all. He doesn't hurt as much as he does. His woman's heart doesn't hurt as much as she does.

Xia Yihan suddenly felt very happy, incomparable happiness, she more clearly his heart. At this time, he must have no way to be indifferent to her. There are only them here. He doesn't have to show them to others. He knows that she loves him, so he cooperates with her and asks her to wipe the medicine.

Her little hand touched his wound more gently, daubed him little by little, carefully.

He could not help but open his eyes to see her, her eyes are so focused, afraid to hurt him, her little mouth was slightly open.

He had kissed her in the early morning, and now he was madly missing the feeling of kissing her.

How long had he not been close to her? Why didn't he want to endure for a minute? He wanted to hold her in his arms and press her under his body. He wanted to love her, comfort her and love her.

He suddenly stretched out his arm and put his arms around her slender waist. Xia Yihan's heart slammed tightly, as if the ice had been frozen for thousands of years.

After putting his arms around her, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, baby." She heard him murmur as if nothing, and felt his body shaking. It was that he was trying to resist the shaking of wanting to move closer. She understood.

Her heart trembled with his body. With his words, no matter how much she suffered, it was worth it.

She held back the tears of happiness and sadness, and whispered to him in a very low voice, only the two of them: "I don't care about anything, as long as you care about me."

He put his arms around her again. They didn't move. After a long time, he came close to her ear and said in an almost pleading voice, "leave, OK? Don't insist

"I don't know. I'm happy to see you for one more minute." She whispered to him, too.

In this afternoon, when song wanting fell asleep contentedly, their brief communication made each other feel unprecedented sadness and heartache. Endless love, pestering him, also stumbling her.

How could she be willing to go?

His two big hands grasped her waist and opened her a little distance to look at her.

He said silently: you are stupid, I will still be cold to you, I will not give up halfway.

She is smiling, tears in the eye circles, but as if firmly said: don't care.

She looked at the wound on his face carefully and reached for it. He grabbed her little hand, shook his head and told her that he didn't hurt.

He gazed at her little face, and the question in his heart turned a thousand times. What should I do to you, little thing.

He didn't want to reveal his true feelings to her. He wanted to be cruel and indifferent to her and let her retreat. Today, he fully understood that this woman is too resilient, as long as she is determined, you can't let her back.

She will not go away anyway. If he continues to cool her like that, it will only make her uncomfortable. So, he still let her feel his love for her when there was no one. Maybe for her, such a short contact was enough to be gratified, just as it was for him.

He sat and stood with her, and they looked at each other for a while. Xia Yihan suddenly came close to him, gave him a kiss on his forehead, then went away, and took the bottle of Wanhua oil by the way.

She hoped that there would be a chance to wipe it for him tomorrow.

Her mischievous behavior made Ye Zimo feel painful and itchy. He really wanted to catch up with her and hold her

Out of the room, Xia Yihan's expression is cold, so that no one can see that she and ye Zimo had a warm scene in the room.

If he wants to act, she has to cooperate.

Haizhixuan left president Zhong's home, feeling a little depressed. On his way back to the Party school, he received a call from haiqingqing, asking him to go out alone for a while.

He guesses that it's mostly about Xia Yihan. Anyway, Hai Qingqing's only concern now is about Mo Xiaojun, who is worried about Xia Yihan's fate.

They went to the cafe opened by haiqingqing, where there was an independent leisure house. She talked about things.

Close the door, haiqingqing to the point.

"Let you chase Xia Yihan, what's the matter? There's no movement at all. "

"It's nothing. The one she loves is Ye Zimo. No one else looks at it." Haizhixuan doesn't need to hide in front of her sister.

"What's her situation now? With Ye Zimo again? She doesn't care if he has children? "

"Well, don't care, not only don't care about the children, now..." speaking of these, haizhixuan is angry and admire Xia Yihan. He wanted to forget this woman from now on, because she had no feelings for him at all. Unexpectedly, his concern for her has deepened a little bit. How can such a serious and persistent woman not be moved even if she doesn't care about her head and blood for love?

"What's the matter now?" Hai Qingqing is a little anxious. Although Mo Xiaojun doesn't say it, he is always gentle and considerate to her, but she can see that he is worried about Xia Yihan's situation.

She is also afraid to ask haizhixuan about Xia Yihan in front of Mo Xiaojun. In case the situation is not good, she is afraid that Mo Xiaojun will be impulsive or even more worried. So today, she took advantage of his going out to organize the company, and she slipped out to talk to her brother alone.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is dying in a hurry." Looking at haiqingqing so urgent, haizhixuan can't help saying a word to her.

"Oh, leave me alone and tell me what happened to Yihan."

"Back to Ye Zimo's villa, song wanting is also here. Now it's song wanting's world. Xia Yihan is a maid." Hai Zhixuan said briefly, and Hai Qingqing patted the table.

"That's too much, isn't it for you to chase? Why don't you stand up and watch her suffer there? "

"I almost robbed her back, she did not move, I really can rob?" Haizhixuan frowns. He actually wants to rob her. He doesn't want her to touch the edge of Ye Zimo. Isn't that unrealistic?

Haiqingqing is silent. At this time, Mo Xiaojun calls and asks where she is. She thinks about it and tells him that she and haizhixuan are at Qingqing coffee.